#n then silver’s like ‘i hugged him to say thanks but he got all quiet and awkward…idk why though. i thought we were friends?’

[pacifistcowboy]

i imagine silver has absolutely no idea espio likes him until he describes the way espio is around him to blaze and she’s like “it sounds like he has a crush on you” and silver’s just like “HUH?????”

[lqveharrington]

Winter Gala | C.S.

summary: Coriolanus’ first winter gala as Panem’s President and your first winter gala as First Lady.

pairing: young, president!coriolanus snow x fem, first lady!reader

includes: literally just fluff and kissing. (and some hints to reader being pregnant.)

a/n: some winter love for my favorite (aka coryo bb)

“Don’t you look gorgeous, my First Lady.” Coriolanus wraps his arms around your waist as you clip your earrings on, smiling at him through the mirror.

“You look pretty handsome yourself, Mr. President.” You turn in his arms and lace your own behind his neck, eyes flickering around his face. “First winter gala as the President, Coryo. That’s exciting.”

He lowers his arms down to your hips, placing a chaste kiss to your lips. “Let’s give them a night to remember.”

You let one hand drift to his lips, wiping some of the lipstick off. “Perfect.”

Truly, everything in the Snow Manor was perfect. The help decorated the walls and halls with the lights you deemed the best, and the cooks made the most delicious foods for those to come eat. There were christmas trees present in almost every room, with waiters holding champagne glasses on silver platers. Coriolanus and yourself made sure everything was perfect for the first winter gala as President of Panem.

All of those who held status in the Capitol were invited, along with the past district mentors whom you both attended classes with. There was press inside and unwanted paparazzi outside, immediately becoming the talk of those who arrived to the manor.

As the Snow manor filled with distinguished guests, you were hooked around Coriolanus’ arm like a beautiful trophy, conversing with only those you wanted to.

“It’s wonderful to see you again, Livia.” You give her your best smile, removing yourself from your husband to give her a brief hug. “I’m sure Festus has been a pain, as usual.”

“Don’t say that.” She quietly laughed, giving her own husband a glance before looking at the manor in awe and grabbing two champagne glasses of a server’s plate. “Here.”

“Oh no, thank you.” You decline politely, folding your hands together.

“Suit yourself.” She placed one back onto another plater. “The place looks wonderful. The lighting is everything.”

“Thank you. I do love a—“

“Excuse me, ladies, but could I borrow my wife for a bit? It’s time for my speech.” Coriolanus cut in, sneaking an arm around your waist.

Livia nodded, gesturing toward you. “Of course.”

You give her one last smile before following Coriolanus. Sure, you wanted to converse with old classmates, but as the most popular couple in Panem, you had other duties to tend to.

“See Tigris yet?” You murmur in his direction as you ascend the stairs, Coriolanus’ hand placed on the small of your back.

He shook his head, “She didn’t show. She called and said she was busy with work.”

“That’s too bad. I was hoping to speak to her about an important matter.” You frown and mumble the last bit, your ringed hand lightly moving to your stomach. “Anyway, you must mention how you were delighted to see everyone come here today.”

“Of course, I will. You think I don’t remember that, beautiful?” He kissed your cheek as you reached the balcony looking over the foyer. “Ready?”

“Always.” You lace hands with him.

Coriolanus instructed someone to shut the main lights off and flash the spot light on you both, earning awed noises from the crowd below.

“Thank you all for coming to our first winter gala!” Coriolanus started and got applause from those in the audience.

He went on to thanking everyone who came and spoke about his time as President, calling out those who helped him win the election.

“And of course, I would not have done this all with my lovely wife. Give it up for her, yeah?” He spoke, your name flawlessly living his lips. You flush from the praise but wave to the people below, squeezing Coriolanus’ hand.

“Want to say anything?” He murmured as the applause quieted. You shook your head, resting your hand on your stomach again.

Coriolanus kissed your cheek once more before wrapping up his speech, raising his glass as a final gesture. Everyone else followed suit, your own glass of water being lifted.

“Wonderful speech, my love.” You show your pearly whites as he whisked you away to a hallway.

“That’s because you wrote it, darling.” He met your lips, feeling your grin widen in the kiss.

You let one hand rest on his chest while the other comes around to his neck, Coriolanus’ hands firm on your waist.

“I love you.” You mumble in between kisses, holding your urge to not slide your fingers through his slicked back hair.

He squeezes your waist, pulling you impossibly closer. “I love you more.”

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[izzabela]

Hear me out hear me out.

A make out sesh with the masked characters while they still have their masks on plus the female characters if you’d be so kind.

Please and thank you.

Off or On? - MK1 (2023) Roster x GN!reader (scenario fic)

in which you make out with some of the characters with their masks on

a/n: guys... ermac may be cool but they still a dead body...

ship[s]: bi han, tomas, kuai liang, kitana, mileena, rain, reptile, general shao, takeda x gn! reader (scenarios)

warning(s): suggestive endings, kanon and non-kanon

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Bi Han - Coming Home

- You waited anxiously for Bi Han in the main courtyard, pacing in the snow as you limped on a crutch. The snow could be heard beneath your feet as you kept pacing

- Bi Han was away on another mission, taking your place since your injury rendered you unable to perform. It pissed you off, especially since Bi Han tasked his brothers to take care of you

- Now, you pace in circles as you wait for any signal that a portal would appear from thin air

-Suddenly, flickers and sparks appear in the air as they form in a circle. Fire borders the portal, and out walks the iconic blue uniform and black and silver mask of Bi Han

- He's got blood on the fabric, also on his pants, but his hands remain clean. His mask also has bits of blood on it, but it adds to the charm of it all. He sighs as he walks out, and his mask hides the little smile on his face as you limp over to him and throw yourself in his arms

- "Welcome home, grandmaster," you say as you dig your face in his chest. Bi Han looks down at your face as you meet his eyes up above

- "Yes, thank you beloved," Bi Han says. He brushes your hair out of your face, and his eyes flutter close as he initiates a kiss

- Your lips meet something cold, but your eyes are closed and refusing to open. You pepper the mask with many kisses, and Bi Han realizes that his mask is still on

- "Apologies, my dear," he says as he takes his mask off. However, you stop him from taking it off

- "Keep it on... I like it like that," you whisper, hiding your face as it turns a little pink

- Bi Han chuckles as he sweeps you off your feet, beelining for the bedroom to give himself a proper welcome home with you

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Tomas - Stay Quiet

- You and Tomas stay well-hidden in a tree, stalking the enemy for anything related to information regarding a new Earthrealm threat

- Unfortunately, nothing noteworthy appeared, and the enemy retires for the night, but not you two

- You both sit on a thick branch to rest, stretching and moving your limbs in order to stay fit and ready. Once all done, you lay down and have your head in Tomas's lap

- "You can't be tired already," Tomas gently scolds, petting your head as you giggle

- "I'm only resting, love. It'll take a lot more to wear me down," you say. Tomas chuckles, pulling you up in his lap and your eyes level with his

- Your hand cups his masked cheek, the rough material littered with scratches and dents from years of use

- However, it was an integral part of his identity, and an integral part to your physical attachment to him

- The mask perfectly hugs his lower face, and your fingers trace the silhouette of his mask. Tomas catches your hand and gently pulls it down and away

- Yours and his eyes become hazy, lidded with desire at the fact that there was some downtime for one another on this perilous mission

- You kiss the mask, and Tomas's hands roam your clothed back to pull you close. His breathing is muffled and labored, and he pulls away from you quickly to take it off

- "Wait! Don't take it off..." you tell him in a semi-hushed tone

- "Why? It will get in the way." Tomas is perplexed by your adamant refusal to his mask being off

- "I, uh..." you don't finish your sentence as you look away and cover your face. However, your neck is growing more colored as the warmth of embarrassment floods you

- Tomas just chuckles, pulling you close before his hands begin to roam under your uniform and undershirt

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Kuai Liang - Hard Day

- Kuai Liang's breath was hard and labored behind his mask, taking a break from training Shirai Ryu initiates

- He sat on the wooden platform of the compound, away from all the ruckus and yelling of the initiates. The wind was blowing perfectly, and the temperature outside was nice and cool

- What was not cool, though, was how you surprised him from behind. Still, he managed to move just in time to avoid your childish antics

- "Ah! So close..." you groan as your arms crossed over one another, missing his sides as he stands in front of you

- He chuckles, "That was a good attempt, but it appears you'll need more training." You sigh, and you both sit down together

- "Hard day?" you ask, and he nods as he removes his mask for a couple of minutes to drink some water

- You chuckle, taking his mask and help him to put it back on. He thanks you once you hook the ends of the mask to his ears

- Mistakenly, though, he kisses your forehead with the mask on. His eyes are wide, embarrassed as his eyes dart away from yours shyly. You don't mind though, and grab his face to meet your eyes

- "Don't turn away from me, dear," you say softly, planting a quick kiss on the cheek part of his mask

- You both lean in, and your lips collide with the metal of his mask. You can hear him breathing hard, and feel his hands exploring your body under your uniform

- "But my mask..." he whispers, voice drowned out by the thickness of his mask

- "I quite like it..." you say with a little blush

- He picks you up, and it seems Kuai Liang's hard day becomes easier with you in his arms, together in bed

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Kitana - Post-tournament

- Kitana sits alone, only the hanging wisterias and the stars her company

- Her sister was receiving treatment for Tarkat, meaning she had to fight in her place during the kombat tournament

- However, she was beaten by an Earthrealm farmer. A humble one. While she was pleased with his humility and great patience, it made her feel...

- Disappointed. A failure. She let her mother, her sister, and her kingdom down

- She sighs again as she blinks away tears that begin to roll out of her eyes. Her mask catches them, but the fabric begins to grow just a bit damp

- "Your highness?" a voice calls. She knows it, and she turns around to find a worried expression on your face

- "Ah, hello my love," Kitana sniffles as she elegantly covers her face with a fan of hers

- "Don't hide from me, dear, I heard you as I was coming to meet you," you tut and gently nag her

- She sighs yet again, not hiding her feelings as she pats the empty spot on the bench. You sit by her and hear about her performance and how it affected her

- "My dear," you cup her mask face as she begins to hiccup and cry a little more freely. "My dear, you still did exceptionally well!"

- You wipe her tears, peppering her face with kisses around her eyes and the places where her tears fell

- You then plant a kiss on her mask. While it is sturdy, it is made of Edenian fabric, so you can feel the outline of her lips

- You giggle as you pull away, but in past the tears that lined her eyes, the makeup she wore, it was clear she liked that

- "Shall I continue, dearest Kitana?" you ask, and she wraps her arms around you to pull you closer

- Your lips find hers again, and the mask gets just a little damp at how deep you're kissing the princess. Her breath is ragged, and you can hear the squeaks and little moans she lets out behind her mask

- "Someone is feeling a little better now," you tease her as you wipe your mouth

- She chuckles, wiping her eyes as she gets up from her seat with your hand in hers

- "Perhaps you can make me feel even better, my love," she drawls out, eyes half-lidded as she swings your arm

- You pray that Argus gives you the strength to hold back tonight

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Mileena - Imperial Duties

- Mileena stretched on her throne, moving her arms up and down and stretching her legs out

- Hell, she took her mask off to stretch both her human and Tarkatan jaw- she was that pooped from today

- Another day, another list of imperial chores, meetings, and items to get through. Honestly, how her mother did it was a question between her and the gods

- Mileena was relishing in her role as Empress, and doing well fitting in her mother's shoes, but it was still a job

- And whether you like it or not, even queens hate their jobs

- Just as she was about to blow off some steam with more training, a servant came in the throne room with an announcement you're coming through

- You bow as the servant moves out the way, and a soft exhale left her mouth at the sight of you

- "Hello, beloved," Mileena greets you. You smile as you walk closer

- "How are you faring with your duties?" you ask as you stop at the steps of the throne. Mileena growls, eyes sharpening a bit as she pats her lap for you to sit

- You're shocked, "A-are you sure? There are people..." Mileena just huffs as she sends everyone away

- Including the Umgadi

- "E-empress!" you're shocked as she takes you in her lap. She's tall enough already, her heels make her even taller

- Not only that, but from the constant kombat and sparring she did, her muscles were well-defined and formed

- "I despise the imperial politics," Mileena mumbles into your back. You giggle as you reach behind to pat her head

- "Imperial duties, my beloved," you sympathize

- Despite the mask she wore, you could feel the littlest breath come through. Seems that bits of her Tarkat were coming through, and she normally wore it when it got bad

- Funny, since everyone knows about her disease

- You turn in her lap and meet her eyes. Her eyes crease a bit as yours does, and you give her just a quick peck on the spot of her mask where her lips are

- "Feel better now?" you ask, stroking her face gently

- "Hm..." Mileena ponders a bit, before pulling you in close once more for another kiss

- You kiss at the same spot, and the mask becomes a little damp at how badly you want her actual lips to hit yours. Your moans become a little more apparent as her slender fingers stroke up and down on your side

- "E-empress!" you cry out as her fingers find your skin under your garments. Mileena chuckles lowly, taking you in her arms as she gets off the throne

- "Beg for more, dearest. You'll need the mercy of your empress in a few short moments."

- You gulp, "Delia, give me the strength..."

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Rain - Hidden

- You wait patiently in a rundown shack on the outskirts of Sun Do

- Constables aren't everywhere, since it isn't the capital, but they are around. It worries you, but they're gone as you hear floorboards creaking in the shack

- You gasp as your head snaps behind you. Your eyes search the darkness, and you can hear the warbling of water swirling in the corner. Theres also a little light illuminating there

- "Zefferro? you call the hydromage's name. The water stops, and a figure emerges from the darkness

- "My pearl..." his voice draws from behind the mask. It's soft, almost distant, but he's here in the flesh

- You throw your arms around him as you catch him in a hug. His arms wrap around your waist as you breathe his scent in. He smells like the sea, mostly due to his magic, and he smells like the outside

- "I've come bearing gifts," he whispers, forehead on yours as he shows you a bag next to his staff

- "I told you to stop stealing for me," you scold him, pushing him away as you grab the bag of food. "You must stay hidden!"

- Inside the bag, all your favorite snacks stare you in the face. Sweet candies, salty chips, even fried street foods. You couldn't stay mad at him, and you look over your shoulder with a downturned smile

- "You cannot remain angry forever, my pearl," he teases you as he closes in on you again

- You sigh once again. Rolling your eyes as you meet him in the middle. On your side, a table stands in the middle of the room, and you place the bag there as Rain wraps his hands around your waist

- "You are right, but you cannot remain out here forever," you tell him, sobering him up at his current situation

- After the fall of Seido, he had to serve time in imperial prison, but he left you behind. You had no one to protect you, a normal Sun Do resident with no powers, and you lived in constant fear that you'd be run out of your home if people learned of your connection to the former high mage

- He wanted you safe, even if it meant at the expense of himself

- "Pearl, nothing else matters but your happiness and protection," he whispers as he looks you deep in your eyes.

- There is so much love and strength in them, but pain that he'd need to leave again. To make the most of it, you kiss his mask, in the place where his lips would be. Rain is a bit shocked (slightly weirded out), but it is welcome regardless

- "Zefferro..." you say in a voice barely above a whisper. Rain's exhale is shaky, almost like he's going to cry

- He leans in again, and your lips attack his mask. His breath is ragged as his hands climb up from under your shirt, roaming your upper chest area. You moan at the feeling of his fingers, moving fluidly like the magic he controlled

- "Let me remove this," he says, but you stop him and sit on the table, pushing the mask back on his face

- "You must stay hidden, right love?" you smile shyly, and Zefferro's gaze darkens at your innocent flirtation

- The table creaks as Zefferro towers over you, and you smile as he begins to undress you where you two were supposed to eat

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Reptile/Syzoth - Spar Reward

- Syzoth is panting as his arms falter from the stress of holding them up against the blue-clad princes

- "I yield!" Syzoth yells, arms giving out as he falls onto his back

- Kitana chuckles, putting her fans away on her pants and removing her mask before coming to his aid

- "Good work, Syzoth," Kitana praises, "There is room for improvement, but you are on the right track"

- Syzoth gets up with Kitana's help, and he bows before grabbing some water

- As he takes many long drinks, his ears pick up on a new set of footprints. He can also smell a familiar, grassy and dewy, scent from behind him

- He turns his head and is met with your beautiful being, dressed in formal attire as you had come from a court meeting. You smile at him, quickly bow to Kitana, then make your way to Syzoth

- "How have you been, love? Is training going well?" you ask him as you wipe down his arms, a little gesture you do every time you see him

- He nods, "I find it difficult to train in human form. I do not understand how this form is so comfortable for you..."

- You roll your eyes, "You say that like I, too, can shift form."

- Kitana takes leave from the area, allowing you two a private couple moment. As you two talk, you massage Syzoth's shoulders

- "You train so hard, you deserve a break and reward," you giggle, kissing his masked cheek

- You don't see it, but his face is warm and slightly green. If he were mortal, he'd be queasy, but it was clear he was embarrassed and flushed with emotion

- "May I have a real kiss?" he asks shyly, and you chuckle as you move in front of him to kiss him

- The mask was tough, as it protected his mouth and lips. You kiss him where his lips would be, and Syzoth closes his eyes as you wrap your arms around his neck as he places his calloused human hands on your waist

- Syzoth's breathing is pitchy and uneven, almost like he was begging for it. His mask was slick with your saliva, and you pull away

- You giggle, "Is that reward enough, love?" Syzoth hums, thinking a little bit before the grip on your waist is tightened

- "I think I'll need more," he says with a low voice, in the process of removing his mask

- But you stop him

- "Can you... keep it on love?" you ask as you gently push the mask back on his face. You can feel something poking you from underneath, and you turn pink

- Syzoth took you over his shoulder, racing back to his bedroom to relish in his reward

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General Shao - On the Run

- You knock three times on a shabby wooden door, the said door opening with Reiko behind it

- "Is he here?" you ask, pulling down your hood as he ushers you inside

- Reiko nods, "We cannot be here for too long. It won't be long before someone realizes a huge man with horns and a silver mask resides here..."

- You click your tongue angrily, scowling at the fact your beloved warrior would be leaving again

- Broken out of jail by Bi Han, Reiko and General Shao were on the constant run

- Which means constant moving

- Which means practically no chance on meeting your beloved warrior

- The only possible ways would be when they were near your village

- And by near, probably two cantons over, another village to make sure you would not he caught in the crossfire of this manhunt

- That's what you're doing now, meeting your warrior in a village two places over- all for... an unknown amount of time

- "Dragonfly...." a rumbling of a voice comes from the darkness, and you see the shine of metal and deep red eyes

- "My warrior..." your voice cracked as your hands wrapped around his neck. His strong, scaly arms grips your waist and back

- His breathing is deep, trying to remember your smell before you'd have to leave again

- "Dragonfly... How I've missed you..." he said softly, gently swaying in his spot with you in hand

- You look up at him, his silver skull mask covering a good portion of his face. The only things you could see were his eyes and mouth

- "How long are you here for? Reiko did not mention the length in which you'll be here," you caress his metal face, and his hand is on top of yours as he grabs it gently

- "I do not know, my little dragonfly, but what I do know is that you're here, with me," he whispers, voice so low that not even a fly could hear it

- "Then," you say as your other hand is on his covered cheek. "Just hold me here, until you have to go..."

- "Gladly"

- Your mouths mesh together perfectly, like a beautiful symphony. The mask over his face is cool, and the little teeth that cover his mouth just barely your lips as both of your tongues fight for dominance

- His hand go lower, resting on your plush bum as he kneads it like dough. You moan, letting go of his lips quickly as you grind into his hardened member

- "Shall I take off my mask?" he asks, already doing it. You stop him just in time though

- You shake your head vehemently, "No. I want to see the warrior you are, including the mask"

- He nods, and he picks you up in his arms as he walks to the "bedroom" in the back

- He'll show you a warrior, that's certain

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Takeda Takahashi - Nightly Visits

- You stood on the balcony of your apartment in Shibuya (you are my special)

- The night was warm and breezy, and you looked over the scenery of the bright city awaiting a certain black and yellow ninja

- You look down at your watch, sighing, "Late again..."

- As you turn to head inside your flat, you're shocked by the said ninja. He's decked out in his tech armor, and his iconic black and yellow skull mask is on

- Despite his scary look, his eyes are soft and crinkled on the edges, indicating a smile

- "I don't think I'm tardy this time," he teases you, and you practically tackle him in a hug

- He laughs as he catches you, hoisting you up in the air as he swings you side to side. He smells like iron, sweat, and the Japanese wilderness- probably another mission

- "When did you sneak in here, you goof?" you noogie his head, bits of his hair misplaced despite the bandana that pushed it all back

- "A couple of minutes ago. Seriously, did you not hear me? I even cleaned up a plant I knocked over out here..."

- Your head turns to the direction his faces, and you can see the decently cleaned spot of one of your plants that had fallen off its pedestal. You whip your head back at him, glaring and removing your arms from around him

- He was mega strong. Carrying you while your arms were no longer around his neck is not for the faint of muscle

- "Aww... dearest, don't be angry..." he pleads, mask nuzzling into your neck. Despite the hard, shell-like exterior, it made you ticklish as the nose of the mask dug into the sensitive spot you had

- "How can I make it up to you?" he begs, eyes sparkling. How can a guy be so cute and deadly at the same time?

- "A kiss," you say, hands grabbing his face as you give him a peck at the teeth part of his skull mask. He chuckles as he pulls you in again for another

- "Of course, dearest," he says as your lips hit his mask again

- Your lips lick and suck at the place where his lips should be, and it clearly turns Takeda on as you can feel his growing member. You try to wiggle away from it, but his grip on you is strong as he forces you to grind on it

- When you pull away, you're red and hide your embarrassed face in his shoulder. He coos, patting your head as he teases you more.

- "So, am I forgiven now, dearest?" he asks, moving your hips for you as you whine

- "If you show me more moves inside, perhaps you are," you say, matching his energy with half-lidded eyes and a flirtatiously lazy smile

- He rushes inside your flat, slamming the balcony's sliding door shut as he climbs over you on the couch

- Let's just say that he earned more than forgiveness this nightly visit

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[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐎𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫: Teaser Drabble 🎃

Jungkook isn't used to doing things like this anymore. But maybe you can help him with that.

Tags/Warnings: Aged up!Jungkook, Younger!Reader, Age Gap (9 years, MC is way above the legal age!!), mature romance, major fluff, some angst, hints at past car accident, suggestive at the end

Length: short

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A/N: this is a teaser drabble, set in the midst of the story. The exact spot in the timeline will be revealed at a later date.

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"Oh thank you- how much do I owe you?" You wonder from the kitchenette you're standing in now after taking the pumpkin he'd bought, while he takes off his shoes, bringing in the other grocery bag he's brought with him to leave on the small plastic table in your kitchen.

He's still wearing is usual work attire, slacks a bit wrinkled from the entire day of wearing them, just like his button up, silver watch heavy on his wrist.

Did he remember to change the batteries in it? You want to ask him, remind him, but wouldn't that be a bit too annoying? Overbearing? You're not sure what exactly you are to him after all. Maybe he'll want to go home right away if you start nagging when he's not even fully entered your small apartment.

So you stay quiet.

"Nothing, don't worry about it." He reassures you as always, hands in his pockets as you turn around to curiously poke your head into the bag, hand digging through the plastic bags of candy. "This is for you too, by the way." He chuckles, watching you take one bag of sour gummy worms out to inspect further. "You mentioned you forgot to buy some."

"Jungkook no, you're spoiling me too much!" You laugh, before you want to cringe. Stop nagging, stop denying his acts of affection- you keep doing it, keep trying to tell him he doesn't have to do it even though you know he knows it himself. He knows way more about life and love than you.

Just let him be, your inner voice scolds you.

"That I do." He simply smiles however as he admits to it, sitting down at the kitchen table, leaning his head on his hand to watch you. He looks tired- you instantly notice things like that, and it worries you sometimes. He mentioned he never had a burnout before, but maybe he just didn't notice because he never sees a doctor for his issues? His headaches are probably still bad.

Just leave him be, your voice scolds you again.

"There's proper groceries in there too, by the way." Jungkook says with his eyes now closed, and you notice that too- beneath all the candy he's bought, there's general groceries as well- and you're a bit embarrassed by it.

You're living your life just fine. It's not as luxurious as his might be, but you've got food in the fridge and a roof over your head, and that's enough for you. But Jungkook has this urge you've come to learn- he feels less lonely when he can share or offer something.

"You know I don't like it when you only eat canned foods and such." He says, before his eyes open-

"Do you wanna go nap?" You wonder, and he simply makes an almost purring noise in denial, furrowing his brows. "I don't want you to go home like that though.." You complain, running your fingers through his hair, over his scalp.

because you're hugging him, or rather his stomach, leaning onto his lap- which is cute, yes, and the position would be arousing under different circumstances- but he instantly helps you up from the cold kitchen floor to sit properly on his thighs this time, head resting in the crook of your neck with a deep sigh, arms wrapped around you.

Your signature scent fills his mind, the warmth of your body begins to seep through the fabrics of clothing separating your skin, and from the way he's holding you he can even faintly hear your pulse beat.

He doesn't care that the plastic chair is uncomfortable as hell.

He melts. He feels like it, at least. You always make him feel like he's weightless.

"Do you want me to stay over?" He wonders softly, tries to flirt, and you giggle.

"But you wanted to carve the pumpkin." He argues softly, eyes open again as he pulls himself together. "Let's do that then." He offers.

"Sure." You shrug. "You're a bit clingy at night, but I'll manage." You tease, earning his hand smacking your butt in return, laughter interrupting the soft moment. You're a lot better at this than he is, and he's reminded of that every time he's with you like this.

Maybe he can ask you to spend Halloween at his house this year? You could decorate, have dinner with Namjoon and the others, give out candy to the neighborhood kids. He's always done that last part, but he's never actually decorated his house with Evelyn. She always complained that it was too much work to do-

And then she'd leave for her party with her friends, every year, leaving him alone with a glass of whiskey and a crappy horror movie running on cable TV.

He doesn't want that. No when he's got you now- someone who doesn't leave him alone.

"We can nap first, and then carve the pumpkin?" You wonder. "Or, if you don't have anything else tomorrow, we can do it then, and just go to bed early today." You shrug.

Jungkook sighs. You shouldn't have to adjust so much to him and his schedule and his lack of energy these days- and most days. You're young, you should have someone to party with, or go on trips and have fun, especially now with the holidays approaching- not go to bed barely after sunset because you're old 'boyfriend' is tired from work. He'll never understand why you do this so willingly.

But, he also wants to be selfish. He's tasted that sense of tranquility you're offering him, and he's hopelessly addicted at this point.

"I don't have any clothes here." He mumbles, sighing as he forces his brain to work again for the moment. "I can come back tomorrow instead, hm?" He wonders, but you look at him unconvinced.

And then he realizes it, in the way your fingers cling to his button up shirt, in the look you give him that's almost one of fear-

"Oh munchkin.." He sighs. "Alright, I'll call a cab then, okay?" He reassures you, remembering your fears when it comes to this whole issue of driving while tired. He still feels bad for it- he'll probably remember your absolutely devastated expression for the rest of his life- and will forever try and make up for the pain he caused you that night. "I won't drive like this, promise."

"Thank you." You say. "I'm sorry-" you start, but he shakes his head.

"None of that. I forgot the impact it had on you, so I should apologize." He tells you. "If we take a thirty-minute nap right now, I'll be up and ready to carve the pumpkin tonight, how does that sound?" He asks, and you nod.

"If that's what you wanna do." You accept, and he leans in to press a kiss right onto your cheek.

"Of course." He chuckles, helping you stand up before he stands as well, moving however to cage you in against the low kitchen counter, face so close to yours he's already got it angled perfectly to catch your lips in his next move. "But I think you'll need to tire me out a little before I can sleep well later."

"You're exhausted, old man, you'll sleep just fine." You giggle, and at that, he grips your hips, gaze having sharpened at the challenge you poke him with, another need now rising inside of him as he watches your fingers undo his tie- his own, larger hands taking over to just pull it off quicker, the dark grey item probably useful later.

"I'll show you an old man, you brat."

[ripdragonbeans]

Shakespeare In Love - Part 1

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT // 18+

Modern!Aemond x Reader

Summary: Your best friend Helaena and her older brother Aegon decides to surprise you with a blind date on your winter break with her younger brother, Aemond. Two Shakespeare nerds form a strong friendship but is there more? (The answer is yes)

Warnings: Fluff, angst later, POSSIBLE smut later???

Thank you @theold-ultraviolence and @sapphire-writes for being my beta readers! (I hope I used that correctly lol)

Ever since the accident, Aemond knew he was different. That everybody stared at him with curiosity and fear. Usually the latter. With a jagged scar running over his face, and a dazzling sapphire in the other. It’s no wonder to him why they gave him those looks.

Aemond sighed, slid his hands into the pockets of his black leather jacket, and braced himself against the cold wind that would hit him as soon as he walked out the door. He was on his way to meet up with his brother and sister, Helaena and Aegon. Surprisingly, they met someone whom they both agreed that they needed to introduce to Aemond.

He still didn't really know why he accepted the invitation. Well, he did, but was confused as to what was the why. At first he agreed to meet up because Helaena put on a pouty face and begged him to. Then Aegon kept pestering the hell out of him, constantly texting him and sending annoying ass Snapchats. But as the day to the meeting creeped closer Aemond couldn't help but feel curious, hopeful even, that there might be someone else to talk to.

Aemond was quiet; he studied hard and put all his energy into his work, but didn't have company outside his family and close family friends.

He picked up his pace to get to the cafe faster, the blistering wind slapping him in the face. Thankfully, he got there without freezing his ass off. Aemond entered the cafe and was instantly welcomed by a cozy warmth and the smell of coffee. He barely had time to take in a deep breath when Helaena called out to him.

"Aems! Over here!" She shouted. Well, not really shouted. Helaena never raised her voice above her usual delicate tone but Aemond could hear her anywhere if she was calling to him.

Aemond gave a soft smile to his sister and rolled his eyes at Aegon, seeing him sprawled over the table, most likely feeling the effects of a hangover. Aemond quickly got his black coffee before joining his siblings at the table. 

"I'm so excited for you to meet Y/N, she's an absolute sweetheart!" Helaena exclaimed in a sing-song voice. She leaned closer to Aemond and gave him a sly smile, "and she has a very soft spot for Shakespeare."

Aegon groaned without lifting his head. "Did you seriously just say something about Shakespeare?" 

"Be quiet and be nice when she gets here," scolded Helaena. 

This time, Aegon rose, putting on the grandest voice he could muster. "Methinks the lady doth protest too much."

Helaena glared at Aegon while Aemond closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He couldn't help himself, he had to correct him. "While the sentiment is the same, that line is frequently misquoted. The correct line is actually -"

"'The lady doth protests too much, methinks.' said by Hamlet's mother from Hamlet."

Aemond's eyes went wide as he saw the girl who finished the sentence for him. She was right behind him, how did he not notice?

She gave Aemond a shy smile. "Hi, I'm Helaena's friend, Y/N. And I guess I'm Aegon's friend, too."

A high pitched squeal erupted next to Aemond. Helaena never makes such sound unless she’s extremely excited. She shot up from her chair and nearly tackled Y/N.”

"I can't believe you made it!"

"Of course I made it, you know I always pull through for you.”

Helaena pulled out of the hug but kept her arm around her best friend.

“And I'm not proud to admit it, but Aegon did help a bit with easing the nervousness of meeting up with…" 

Y/N's eyes locked in on Aemond. She had never seen a guy so beautiful and it made her heart flutter a bit. His silver hair fell down just below his shoulders. Against his all black attire his hair and his eye beckoned her attention. 

Eye. Only one. A vibrant violet eye, but still only one. In place of the other eye was a black eyepatch that sculpted his face perfectly. What the eyepatch didn’t cover, however, was the angry scar that marred his face.  

"Meeting up with you. Yeah, hi, um… I'm Y/N. Sorry, I already said that when I interrupted your conversation. I just get really excited about Shakespeare, you know? And there's so much of his work to digest and analyze and his work is so prevalent even today and can really help actors because his work is just beautiful and -- shit, I'm rambling aren't I?"

Aemond couldn't help but smile at her babbling. It wasn't every day that he came across someone who gets as excited over Shakespeare as him. Even though it was brief, he noticed how Y/N's eyes lit up when she mentioned Shakespeare. He could tell she was nervous but her passion covered anything that suggested otherwise.

“Y/N is here for a few weeks on her winter break. Initially it was just gonna be me and her but then Aegon brought up that our fellow sibling might need a new friend,” Helaena explained. 

Y/N reached out her hand to Aemond. “Once again, I’m Y/N. I’m going to assume you’re the famous, brooding sibling your brother and sister talk so highly of.”

Aemond went to run a hand through his long silver hair. Y/N watched him, completely entranced by his beauty. Y/N knew she was fucked. She knew she was fucked when she interupted their conversaion and laid eyes on him.

“Yeah, I’m Aemond,” he took her hand and gave her a little shake. “Glad to know my brother and sister speak so highly of me to others,” he chuckled.

Y/N’s eyes went wide. “Oh fuck, I’m so sorry, no that's not what I meant. I meant that they talk about you a lot and I think you're interesting and oh shit." She proceeded to flop her face on Helaena's shoulder while her best friend patted her head.

Aegon grinned at Aemond. "See? She's just your type. Rambling and all."

A muffled noise came from Helaena's shoulder.

"Y/N's right. Shut up, Aegon."

Aemond looked at his siblings and then her, Y/N. He awkwardly coughed to break the tension. 

"So…uh…" Aemond had no idea what to say in this situation so he blurted out the first thing that darted through his mind. 

"Ya like jazz?" Silence fell as Aemond registered what he said. "God fucking dammit," he immediately snapped his head to Aegon. "Shut the fuck up, Aegon."

"Seriously? That's the first thing you say to someone? 'Ya like jazz?' from the Bee movie?" Aegon was almost falling out of his chair from laughing too hard.

Aemond was too focused on trying not to punch his brother in the face that he didn't notice Y/N had lifted her face from Helaena's shoulder and softly giggled with her.

“Okay, I’m not gonna lie, that definitely caught my attention, and in a good way,” laughed Y/N. “Really, it’s a nice break from my stream of consciousness.”

Aemond turned to look at Y/N and gave her a small smile. His face now had a tint of color and went down the sides of his neck. 

“Glad to be of service, then,” he said, almost giving a theatrical bow before deciding against it. Instead, he opted for a cheeky wink.

Aemond and Y/N locked eyes and for a moment it was just them. A violet eye meeting warm brown ones. 

“And I think that’s our cue to leave, Aeg,” muttered Helaena. She knew Aemond and Y/N would hit it off, but not this quickly.

Aegon clapped Aemond on the back. “Okay, little bro. Have fun on your date!”

Aemond snapped his eye to Aegon and Y/N to Helaena.

“I’m sorry, a date?” Y/N asked Helaena.

“Yeah…sorry, Y/N. But you know you need to go out more, especially after that... incident, and, well, here’s my solution to that. You can’t stay cooped up in your apartment by yourself all the time.” Helaena looked at Y/N and then Aemond. “Both of you.”

Y/N drew in a deep breath then turned to Aemond.

“I’ll give it a shot if you do.”

[moody4world]

Tears cleanse the heart pt2

A/N: AAHHH FINALLY A PART 2, im sorry for the long wait :/ here’s the link for pt 1 to refresh your memory.

PT1

Label owner!jack x upcoming artist!reader

If someone asked you last year how your relationship with Jack would be now, you would have never guessed it’d be this way. The Jack you met that night at the industry party was a completely different person from the one that you now know.

After coming back from the restroom, the man Drama had been talking to approached you and simply said “I’m Jack” while giving you the most hypnotizing smile and offering you a hand, which you took and said. “The name’s y/n” Jack nods and says “Drama told me a lot about you and I was thinking you’d be perfect for my label. Since you’re looking for one, i’m sure we can agree on something y/n”

The two of you conversed all night and Jack even flirted here and there but you just chucked it up to his personality. The two of you made plans for you and your managaer aka your cousin to come to his office the next day to look over a contract and get signed to his label right away.

“Mo we have a meeting at 2pm with him to sign this contract but i dont know if it’s what I want” “Girl why are you overthinking this?! It’s THEE Jack Harlow hello????!” “That doesn’t mean anything to me though and you know that. I have absolutely zero knowledge about label owners. MY concern is them limiting my creative freedom Mo” “y/n Jack likes you, maybe even more than just an artist from what i’ve seen so just go with it and everything will be alright” Mo shrugged.

Walking into the giant building only made the moment more surreal. You walked up to the front desk with Mo in tow.

“Hello welcome to Churchill Records how may I help you?” “Uh hi, we’re here to see Mr. Harlow?” “What’s your name sweetie?” “Oh my bad it’s y/n” The assistant starts to look for your name in the system but seemed to be having a hard time finding it.

“Here it is! you said y/n, correct?” “Yeah that’s me.” “Okay then, take a seat on that sofa right there and i’ll just give Mr. Harlow a call and tell him you’re here.” “Okay thank you so much”

You and Mo took a seat on the sofa and waited like you were asked. Mo being the impatient woman that she is kept checking her watch every 3 seconds, rolling her eyes and huffing. After the third huff you couldn’t take it anymore. “Mo can you stop?” “Y/n who does he think he is having us wait all this time? We got shit to do.” You looked at Mo with a ‘really?’ face knowing all too well that you did not have any other meetings today. “You’re hungover from last night aren’t you?” You could see her about to get defensive when the familiar voice of Jack himself interrupted you guys’ mini argument.

“There she is!” More like there HE was. Jack looked more attractive than you remembered from last night and no it wasn’t the tight fitted suit and the silver watch and the shiny rings. Sure those added to it but his energy was so captivating. Maybe it’s cause he was in his element, i mean this is the Churchill Records HQ after all. He had his arms open wide to receive you and Mo. Jack gave you a tight hug and good God did he smell good. You didn’t even notice that the two of you were hugging for a bit too long or the fact that jacks hand was a bit lower than what is deemed professional until Mo cleared her throat loudly. You quickly broke away from the hug and introduced Mo. “Oh sorry this is my manager and cousin, Monifa or Mo for short.” Jack shakes Mo’s hand and the two of you follow him up to his office. The elevator ride was awkwardly quiet but thankfully fast.

Once in his office Jack offered you and Mo to take a seat across from him and so you did. The office walls were covered in golden and diamond records and shelves full of awards. “Okay so let’s get down to business. I got the contract ready, just like we discussed yesterday i just need you to sign it and we’re set.” Jack immediately took out a contract of four long pages and a copy sliding them towards you along with a pen. Mo grabbed the pen right away with no hesitation, making you very nervous. “Woah woah wait Mo, we should read it first.” you suggested apprehensively. Both Mo and Jack found your reaction a bit dramatic but only Jack tried to hide it.

“Look y/n. You are extremely talented. You’ve got a beautiful voice, a great ear for music. Your beats, your instrumental skills are out of this world good. You’re doing an amazing job at promoting yourself but you can only do so much with the amount of recourses and connections you have on your own. With my help, it can only get better from here. America knows you but the world deserves to know you, hear that beautiful voice and experience your talents. Having tiktok hits is cool and all but i can get you to the grammy’s y/n. You’re too beautiful to let all these opportunities go to waste. You were born to be a star y/n, trust me.”

“Y/n i already told you, this is THEE Jack Harlow. He knows what he’s doing.” Jack simply nodded in agreement to what Monifa said while not taking his bright blue eyes off of your concerned brown ones. With a small sigh you grab the pen and sign. One page after the other. Giving away one piece of freedom after the other.

Everything that came after that seemed like a dream. Major photoshoots, interviews, red carpets and award shows. More hits, more recognition and more love. Not just fan love but romantic love as well. You know you shouldn’t have but you had caught feelings for Jack and needless to say, he had caught feelings for you too. You were at his luxury condo more than you were at your own apartment. The two of you were inseparable to say the least. Yet sadly, dreams don’t last forever.

Jack would be your date to red carpets and award shows but never confirmed any suspicions or rumors of you guys dating. Jack claimed he wanted to maintain his professional image and dating his newest signed artist would tarnish his reputation. He would treat you like any other one of his artists in public but behind closed doors you were his everything, sometimes at least. Constant gifts, private baecations, surprise bouquets and the list goes on. It all seems like unicorns and rainbows but that was just the good days. All of those things were simply used to distract you from the real him. After signing the contract, Jack became the main one in control of your career. Needed to be styled? Jack. Needed a music video director? Jack. Needed a producer? Jack. Needed a co-writer? You guessed it, mother effing Jack.

Any mainly male position in your team was done or taken by Jack. At first you chucked it up to him being involved and making sure things were going how he planned but as time went on it only became overbearing. Brent Faiyaz contacted you for a collaboration and you were over the moon. All your excitement was turned down when Jack denied the request once you told him about it. Jack knew that Brent has been one of your absolute favorite artists for a long time and it’s been a dream of yours to collab with someone as talented as him.

“I don’t care if you make that pouty face y/n, no means no.” He said seriously, barely batting an eye at how your once excited expression completely did a 180. And that’s when you lost it. “Why don’t you ever let me collab with the people i want? You’re so controlling and overbearing, you know that?!” Jack simply kept writing in his planner and ignoring you, only causing you to get more angry. You snatch his pen out of his hand and continued with your fed up rant. “You never listen to what i want, you always ignore my ideas and you treat me like absolute dog shit when we’re in private unless you want something from me. At first I thought it’s because you want what’s best for me but you only care about your damn self. You’re a selfish piece of shit Jackman!”

Thats when Jack aggressively got up from his chair, banging his palms on his desk and yelling at you causing you to flinch in fear. “YOU DON’T KNOW A SINGLE THING OF BEING SELFISH. EVERYTHING I HAVE DONE HAS BEEN FOR YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME Y/N?!”

You were frozen in complete fear. Jack had never and i mean NEVER raised his voice at you before. Tears brimmed your eyes as you stared at the man you once saw as your prince charming but now all you could see was the dragon trapping the princess in the tower.

Jack immediately regretted what he had done once he noticed the fear in your eyes. He slowly walked around the desk and pulled you into a hug. He could feel you getting tense and that only broke his heart. The last thing he wanted was for you to fear him. But at least now he knew you wouldn’t dare to question him again. After the incident you had called Mo as soon as you got in the car. The tears you tried so hard to hold back came rushing down as soon as she picked up your call. “Hello? y/n are you crying? What happened?” All you could do was sob. “Mo i can’t do this. I really don’t like this anymore.”

Monifa huffed at your cries since it was not the first time you called her crying with these exact same sentences. “Y/n you do this every month. You wanted to be a celebrity didn’t you? Nobody said it was easy.” “Mo this isn’t like the other times okay. Jack yelled at me and i’m really scared.”

A silence reigned in your car as Mo kept quiet, only your occasional sniffles being heard. “Well did he hit you?” If Mo was in person right now she would’ve seen the shock and confusion on your face towards her reaction. Did she really just ask that right now…

“No…” “Then girl suck it up, he’s your label owner and according to the contract that YOU signed, what he says goes.” Oddly enough, the beep you heard after her reply hurt you more than the words Jack threw at you only a few minutes ago. A couple weeks after your contract signing you noticed your relationship with Monifa getting weirder and weirder. The two of you were practically sisters with how you were raised. You looked up to her in many ways especially since she was a few years older than you. You don’t know where things went wrong but she was no longer the nurturing and caring big sister figure she once was to you. Instead she was cold, distanced and always defended Jack’s actions claiming it’s part of your contract.

Speaking of said contract, you never even got the chance to read it. As soon as it was signed Mo had stuffed your copy in her purse and you never saw it again. In retrospect it’s odd but in that moment it hadn’t raised any suspicions.

As time went on you only became more compliant and submissive to Jack’s orders. Whatever Jack says, goes but oddly enough you only became more clingy to him. Monifa was your only family in Atlanta and that relationship hasn’t been the same. You felt lonely and Jack was the only one there to help. Jack thought that this is exactly what he wanted. For you to only have and depend on him and nobody else but he quickly realized that he was wrong.

[klcthebookworm]

WIP Wednesday

And now they have to rescue the orphans Wolfwood is taking care of.

The conversation rolled to a stop after that even though the vehicles didn’t. Hannah sat down in the seat behind Milly-ma’am. It didn’t take long before the deserted buildings emerged from the desert and Wolfwood steered the bus through the whole town and parked in front of a two-story house on the left side of a church. Chuck ran down the aisle and bounced out of the bus first. Hannah made sure she followed next because the grown ups were dragging out of their seats.

She didn’t seen anybody as she scanned around the town. “Keep alert, bike.”

The bike beeped affirmatively as she rolled around to the other side of the bus.

Vash dropped onto both his feet from the bus. “All’s quiet?”

“Maybe we beat them here,” Chuck said as Meryl-ma’am and Milly-ma’am got out.

The Gung-Ho Guns wrenchheads had a head start on them, but before Hannah pointed that out, Wolfwood stepped out of the bus carrying his cloth-wrapped cross. The front door of the house slid open and five children ran out screaming, “Father Nick! Father Nick!”

Wolfwood leaned his cross against the bus, knelt down, and accepted their shrieking hugs. Two boys and three girls and they all seemed around Chuck’s age. They were all firing questions too fast to be heard or answered.

The tallest boy stepped out of the pile and looked up at the rest of the adults. “You’re all too old to be orphans,” he said.

“They are my friends, Dougan. Where’s Matron Melanie?” Wolfwood asked as he tried to get untangled from the children.

Before any of the children answered him, the bike wailed and revved before she fired.

“Take cover!” Vash drew his silver handgun and turned in the direction that the bike fired into. An explosion blossomed in the air.

Hannah shoved Chuck and Dougan toward the open door. Meryl-ma’am grabbed up the smallest girl, and Milly-ma’am grabbed one under each arm. Wolfwood grabbed the last girl and his cross. Vash shoved them through the door ahead of him as bullets pinged the ground and walls.

An older woman stopped in the center of the great room as they all plowed inside. The other children went crying to her, setting off the baby she was holding against her shoulder. “Trouble followed you home, Father Nicholas?” and she sounded just like Mom when Limburger goons followed them to the garage.

Wolfwood looked back ruefully from the front window he and Vash knelt in front of. “We were trying to beat them here, Matron Melanie.”

“Do you have a basement?” Milly-ma’am asked her. Matron Melanie nodded.

Hannah turned to Chuck. “Go show them how to duck ‘n cover.”

“Best game on the world,” Vash said cheerfully right before another explosion sounded outside.

Matron Melanie led the children through a doorway and opened a door under the stairs. Hannah focused on the information the bike was sending to her helmet, and then joined the crowd of adults at the window. “The bike says we’ve got two unfriendlies out there.”

“Judging by the ammo, it’s Chapel and Caine the Longshot.” Wolfwood craned his neck to see further out the window.

Milly pressed her hands on his shoulders as she leaned over and kissed Wolfwood’s cheek. “Go chase them off. We won’t let them get in here.”

“Thanks, honey.” He flashed her a quick smile before looking over at Vash. “Caine’s yours.”

“He’s the sniper?” That made sense with the name. The bike sent an image of the town with a target leading out of it labeled large caliber sniper. “Okay, bike has a location for the large caliber sniper. Let’s rock!”

Vash whipped his head around. “Hannah, no! You are not going out there!”

There was another boom outside.

Hannah frowned at him. “Yes, I am!”

“Stay here and help Meryl and Milly.”

“Oh sure, let’s shake on that!” She swiped her hand through Vash’s missing arm. “And Meryl can’t go out with you ‘cause she hasn’t practiced with the new big butt gun you gave her! But keep hesitating and let those wrenchheads blow up the ride out of here!”

Vash growled. “You stay on your motorcycle and you do exactly what you’re told!”

She nodded. “Let’s rock—” The adults just stared back at her. She rolled her eyes. “And ride. We have so much to teach you.”

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

Can we also get a drabble of Blade cleaning up Chuuya's office in his maid attire and things turn dirty and they end up fucking in the office? Please and thank you!

((Hello dear and sure, I can write something for you if you like. I hope you like this one. <3))

Silver butterfly mun/Peahen mom

"Ummm Blade? I don't know how I can ask this but..why are you we..wearing that?" Chuya was on his break but he was not expecting his husband to come in wearing a maid attire cleaning his office. I mean, he did look pretty cute in it but he was blushing heavily looking away.

"What do you mean Darling? I wanted to wear this darling to do some daily chores. Why? You don't like it?" he asked sweetly being cute that Chuya blushes worse.

"I..I never said I didn't. I wasn't expecting you t...to wear it......or wear anything like that. Don't get me wrong you look....c..cute in it." He mutters this under his breath but Blade tilts his head to smile all cute like walking over to look at Chuya. "???"

"Thank you for saying that, my chuya. You really are so sweet." he kisses his lips leaving Chuya bushing worse now. Why did he have to be so damn cute!? He only sighed to cover his face and yet, he was happy that Blade was happy. He goes back to cleaning while humming to himself. He only blinks to see him cleaning more that this lasted for a while till he was now happily feeding him. Chuya was red but he didn't say much while eating.

"Y....you know you don't have t..t..to do this. I can-"

"Nonsense. I wanna feed my darling. You are so cute so please at least enjoy the sweets." He was happily feeling him another strawberry while Chuya sighed to eat it even if he was flushed.

He just looks to the side eating it with a blush on his cheeks but Blade smiled already touching his cheek that Chuya blushes worse to close his eyes. As he felt his head turned to face him, Blade gently looks at him.

"Here, does my darling wish for another?" He held the strawberry to him but Chuya slowly parted his lips and bit into it. He sees him eat it before Blade saw the sweetness that he gently pulls the stem away to look at him.

"W...what? Is something wrong?" he asked but Blade smiled to hold his cheeks then lower his head. He slowly kisses his lips making chuya blush worse that his eyes widen feeling a heated wet tongue against his bottom lip.

He was being a good maid to clean him but Chuya whines to slowly shake under him. That's when Blade breaks it and smiled licking his lips. "Darling is so cute..my Chuya is so cute..."

"......"

"You are so sweet..so precious my darling.......is their anything else you wish for me to clean for you?" he happily saw Chuya blink but he looks away still blushing.

"N..No, i think you g..g..got everything." he whispered but Blade pouts to gently stand up but lifts Chuya's head up to look at him. His eyes looked deep into his own showing a hungry smile.

"Hmmm, are you sure? Is their anything else I can clean?" he saw Chuya gulps from the tone only to see his husband smile that he gets down on his knees to rest on his thighs.

"W..w..what are you-" He sees Blade undoing his pants slowly while seeing it was hard but he was also wet to make Chuya try to stop him but he got kissed by him. His eyes widen but feels blade kissing and hugging him but he was shaking in his arms trying to calm down till he breaks the kiss panting.

"Seems my master needs to be cleaned too. No worries..I'll be sure your cleaned well.." He helps Chuya stand to bend over the desk as he yelps feeling his pants being pulled down.

"W..w..wait you don't have to do that. I'm f.f..fine..real-Nuggh!" He felt his two fingers push into him but he was twitching tightening around them. He shivers trying to be quiet but it felt hot that he was whining trying to focus.

"Ah..ah....ah..ha....B...blade d..don't....." he begs but Blade still kept moving his fingers slowly and deeply.

"No worries, I'll be sure your clean inside and out....but they will get dirty later on.....so I'll be sure to clean the mess.." he said still fingering him as Chuya cries out before biting down on his arm. Why did he feel good even from he fingers! He just shivers to feel his body ache then cry out once more.

"No worries darling..I'll take care of you.." he whispered but he already locked the door so he'll be busy with him for a long while.

[heartfullofleeches]

hi heartfullofleeches its my b'day today and i honestly feel nothing so i wanted to ask how the supernatural harem celebrates reader's b'day? totally ignore it if it's not possible love u mwah <3

(Happy birthday! Hope this is to your liking)

"Quiet, you'll wake them before it's time."

"I don’t see why we're doing this now anyway when we can do it in the morning."

"Shut up, asshole, we have to start from the second the day begins."

You wake in the middle of the night due to commotion overhead. The faint smell of burning wax hits you before you're fully conscious. Opening your eyes, you see your three housemates hovering over you; a large tray in the arms of the demon.

"Wha...?"

All three individuals look down at you.

"Happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday..."

"Happy birthday, sweetheart."

The lights flicker on, Alasdair and Maddox sitting at the end of your bed, while Baron places a large cake in your lap with enough candles you were almost glad the fire alarm had been out of order for the past month. You look towards the clock; exactly on the dot of midnight - the technical start of a new day.

"Happy birthday, Y/n." Alasdair repeats. "It's been a pleasure to spend the time we've had together. I never imagined I'd celebrate this occasion with you, but I still plan to make it a memorable day."

Baron cuts him off. "He says that, but they both tried to stop me from waking you up."

"Regardless.." Maddox murmurs. "It's still a moment we're all happy to share with you. I'm... happy to be here for you. Being able to celebrate the life of your loved one is.. nice."

Baron grips your shoulders, nudging you in the direction of the came. "Blow out the candles so we can give you your first gifts."

Giving Maddox and Alasdair a second glance; you notice items in their hand. One, a sketchbook and the other a small box. Taking a deep breath, you blow out the candles; the small crowd clapping in cheer.

Alasdair is first, sliding the box across the bed. Upon opening it, you find a dagger about the length of your middle finger to your wrist. It had a golden handle, and a silver blade; decorated in small gems. A figure of a snake sat around the base of the blade; its jaws unhinged.

"It's a blade blessed by one of the highest ranking angels. With how the world is, carrying a little protection is needed sometimes."

Maddox is next, placing the sketchbook in your lap for you to see as they look down at their lap. Flipping through the pages, you find various drawings of yourself, ranging from realistic to their own style.

"I've got into art a while ago, and Alasdair said I had some talent in it, and you're the only thing I've been drawing recently so I thought you wouldn't mind if I did a few for you.. Hope you like it."

Baron holds his hand out to you, feeling wrapping his gift was unnecessary. Nestled in his large palm is a locket. Oval in shape, and fitted with a red gem in its center - swirling patterns engraved around it. It looked a bit dated in age, but had been freshly polished. He sheepishly rubs his neck as you take it. There's a small photo inside of the four of you or the best resemblance of one. It was from a time when you tried to take one, and it came out as good as anyone would expect. Absolute chaos.

"Dont worry, I have cooler stuff planned for later. It's may not much, but it's something personal to me and so I want you to have it.

You put the locket on, pendant falling to your chest. "I like it. Thank you, all of you."

They gather around to give you a hug. Baron on one side, Alasdair the other, and Maddox in front as the cake is moved aside. As he stands up, Alasdair takes your hand and places a kiss on the back of your palm.

"There will be more time to celebrate later. We'd like to give space to rest for your special day, but hope you don't mind us staying beside you tonight."

[quicksilversleatherjacket]

Showers- Peter Maximoff (Wandavision) X F! Reader

Warnings: Smut, Some fluff, Language, Shower sex, Oral- female receiving, Top! Peter

It was pretty much another fucked day for you and Peter/ Ralph, nobody really knew what ayone's real name was. Westview had been taken over by Wanda for around 2 weeks now, you both had managed to break out of her control. You'd joke about your 'roles' and have a laugh dressing up for when the time switches again.

The door to your house, this time 80s themed, opened and in walked your boyfriend Peter, dressed in Halloween attire. He sighed loudly, running his hands through his hair and putting back to its usual silver cloud-like style.  He walked over to the Kitchen counter and put down his Bucket of sweets.

You got up off the couch and walked up to him, wrapping your arms around him and resting your cheek against his back. "Did it work? Did Wanda say anything?"

"Nope, but I did get launched across the town square." He sighed. Turning around you see the slight bruise on his cheek. "Oh... Are you alright?" You cup his face and rub you index finger on his cheek.

"I'll be fine, it's only tiny." He placed a kiss on the palm of your hand and pulled you in for a hug.

"Did you see your wife today, Mr Harkness?" You giggled.

"My wife? C'mon Y/n, she's definitely not my type" Peter chuckled.

"Atleast you have a main role in this, I'm just a background character!" You laughed, jokingly punching his chest.

Peter took your hand and started walking upstairs, "I need to get this shit off, My hair feels all crusty with the amount of hairspray. I need a shower, and you're going to join me."

Your eyes lit up and you sped up your pace towards the bathroom.

Peter walks into the room, with you following close. "I've noticed something about our new house, and we need to test it out before it changes again.." He turned to you with a dirty smirk on his face. "And what might that be?" You start to unzip your jacket and hang it on the door,  "There's a seat in the shower." Peter grabs you by the hips and slammed his lips into yours, he starts removing his clothes, then moving onto yours.

He walked backwards into the shower, pulling you by the hips after him.  "I also noticed that thanks to my super speed, I can make myself vibrate. Do you wanna test that out doll?" You felt weak at the knees. "Oh god yes." You gasped, not breaking eye contact with your boyfriend.

Peter grinned and reached over You to turn on the water, your breath hitched as you watched him sink down to his knees before you, he rubbed your thigh and started dotting your collar bone with kisses, occasionally nipping at your soft skin. You let out a quiet moan, tilting your head back against the wall as you felt the warm droplets hit your face. He wasted no time and attached his lips to your neck, biting and sucking earning filthy noises from you.

Peter came back up and started kissing your lips, and his fingers found their way to that spot you needed him most, "Fuck Y/n, you're so wet." He mumbled into the kiss. Your breath hitched as you felt his finger start rubbing your clit. You struggled to kiss back, to which you felt Peter smirk.

He continued rubbing you, and then you felt him start to vibrate against you. He pulled away from your lips, allowing a string of cuss words to fall from your mouth, as he lowered his head and began to eat you out like his life depended on It.

Your hand grabbed onto his hair as you felt the burning sensation start to build up in your stomach, it was like a knot, it pulled tighter and tighter as Peter started to put more pressure on your Clit, you cried out as the wash of pure pleasure came over you, your legs shook as you moaned so loud the whole neighbourhood probably heard.

"Holy fucking fuck." you whispered, your chest rising and falling aggressively as you looked down at your boyfriend who was looking up at you in awe. "That noise you made-" He paused, trying to catch his breath. "Was the hottest, most beautiful thing I've ever heard!" He rested his head onto your thigh, "Anyway, I need to wash my hair."

You looked down at Peter and Stoked his cheek, "Well you're gunna have to do it yourself or sit down Infront of me, I don't know if I'm gunna be able to stand for a while." You laughed quietly.

Peter smiled at you.

"You did so good for me princess."

[ricciardonorrisleclercgasly]

Secret Santa || Max Verstappen

12 Days of Fic-mas - Day 6

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Requested: yes by anonymous.

Pairing: Max Verstappen x Reader

Warnings: literally none.

You loved keeping Secret Santa secret but after your Secret Santa admits he’s your Secret Admirer you need to find out who it is.

Christmas was your favourite time of year; the lights, the music, the food and most importantly you loved seeing a smile on people's faces when they received a gift. That's why you had organised i Secret Santa gift exchange with the Red Bull crew this year. It was your first season with the team and you had got to know them all so well over the year so what a better way to see smiles on everyone's faces than secret santa?

Everyone had got involved, even Max, Checo and Christian, the names had been pulled, the presents had be bought and it was time to exchange the gifts. The final race was over and everyone was getting ready to go home for the holidays, you all gathered in the hospitality hub and your team passed out all of the presents. You watched as Christian opened the present you had bought him, a huge signed spice girls poster you had liaised with Geri, you saw the smirk on his face and the familiar warmth of making someone smile washed over you. You sat watching as everyone opened the presents, trying to figure out who their secret santa was, smiling and laughing and just being surrounded him Christmas spirit. "Y/N, Aren't you going to open your present?" Sergio nudged you, pointing down at the small rectangular box in your hands. You nodded and started to unwrap the present, taking care not to rip the wrapping present as you always did, you were left holding a black sleek box with a silver bow on the top, tucked under the ribbon was a small note. You opened the note and read:

To Y/N, I've loved seeing you on the team all season, ever since the first time I saw you you've been on my mind. I really hope we can get to know each other more. If you can guess your secret santa I'd love to take you on a date.

You quickly glanced around the room to see if anyone was watching you reading the note, just looking for clue of who it was. Everybody was busy with their own gifts and chatting away about their holiday plans for anyone to notice you. You untied the bow and opened the box. Inside was a silver chain necklace with a little pendant in the shape of the red bull bulls logo. You took it out the box and fastened the jewellery around your neck, reading back over the note. Normally you were happy with your secret santa staying secret but this note changed everything, you needed to know who your secret santa was and you needed to figure it out fast before everyone boarded their planes tonight and you had to go the whole of the Christmas break not knowing. You moved through the room taking to everyone about the end of the season, Max was the new world champion and they had finally given Mercedes a run in the constructors championship for the first time in a long time, the whole room was a buzz, you were excited too but the prospect of the note distracted you too much, you tried to put it to one side as you celebrated with the team.

You noticed Max finally had a moment where he wasn't surrounded by people congratulating him on his win and decided now was your time. You joined him in the quiet corner of the room. "Congratulations dude!" You said holding out your hand for a handshake, Max pulled you into an unexpected hug. "Thanks. World Champion, it still feels good to say" he laughed. He looked down at you, scanning your body. "Nice necklace" he smirked.

"Ha thanks it's off my secret santa" you said feeling the necklace with your hand.

"Well they must really like you" he said as he moved away into the room.

Did Max Verstappen just check you out? Was he looking for the necklace? Was it both? Your mind was running away with its self. Max barely knew who you were, just another cog in the machine. You carried on with the celebrations trying to forget about your secret santa, if they wanted you to know who they were they'd tell you.

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You stood in the door way watching the festivities unfold around you. "Hey!" You spun around to see Max waving in your direction. "Did you find out who your secret santa was?" You shook your head as you followed him into the other room "nope, not a clue" you said.

"That's a shame" he ran his hand through his hair. "I heard they really wanted to get to know you better" your eyes shot up to meet his, how did he know about that? "I could tell you.. if you wanted" he said nervously.

"Do you know who it is?" You asked him, biting your lip as you got ready to find out who your secret admirer was.

"Do you want to know?" He asked. You nodded your head, Max leant down to whisper to you, tucking your hair behind you ear his touch making you shiver, "It was me, y/n" It felt like your heart stopped as his words hit your skin. Time froze around you as you looked up at Max expecting to see him joking with you but his eyes just looked back at you. "Max, I, uh" you babbled unsure what to say to him. "You don't have to go on a date if you dont want to" he furrowed his brow, a look of disappointment on his face.

"I'd love to go on a date with you Max" you blurted out.

"Come back to Monaco with me. We can spend a few days together before you go home for Christmas" he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you in. "Okay" you smiled accepting his offer. Max leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. "I'll make this a christmas you'll never forget"

[whoreforbuckley]

my best friend’s brother (is the one for me). | evan buckley

paring: fem!reader x evan buckley

requested: no

prompt: n/a

summary: reader has been seeing Buck in secret for a while, and Maddie and the 118 have no idea

rating: PG

warnings: fluffy content ahead. proceed with caution, brother / sister banter

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author’s note: i was listening to the victorious soundtrack and thought of this. it’s probably definitely been written before but i felt inspired

“It’s been months, Buck,” you tell him. “Don’t you think it’s time to tell your sister at least?”

Buck looks at you and says, “I don’t think she would be very happy to know that I’ve been seeing her best friend behind her back for the past few months.”

You groan in frustration, saying, “The longer we hide it, the more upset Maddie will be. Or, maybe she’ll even be happy for us. We won’t know though unless we tell her.”

Your boyfriend of eight months blinks at you. He’s quiet. Too quiet. You don’t think you’ve ever seen Buck be this quiet for this long. It’s like he’s contemplating something. Maybe he’s contemplating your proposition. You stand in front of him in your apartment.

After a few years of silence, Buck sighs in defeat. “You won’t let this go until we tell her, will you?” he asks.

“Nope,” you say, popping the ‘P’. “It’s either we tell or I tell her. Either way, she’s finding out. Whether it’s from just me or both of us, she’ll know by the end of the week.��

Buck smiles at you and says, “Okay, but if she’s upset then you can’t blame me because you’re the only that wanted to tell her in the first place.”

You smile back at Buck, saying, “Thank you.”

“Mhm,” he says, taking a few steps toward you. “In the meantime, can we please watch something other than the news? Maybe a movie?”

With a hint of excitement in your voice, you ask, “Can we please watch The Karate Kid on Netflix?”

Buck presses a kiss to your forehead and says, “Whatever you’d like to watch.”

You get excited when Buck doesn’t automatically say no to your choice of movie. You make popcorn and put it in a bowl. The bowl sits on Buck’s stomach while you lay snuggled into his side with one of his arms around you. Both of you snack on the popcorn while watching the movie.

******

Three days later, it’s ‘Friendsgiving’. Friendsgiving for the 118 is celebrated the weekend before Thanksgiving. The station gets together with their closest friends and family and hold their own little ‘mini’ Thanksgiving.

That’s when you and Buck have decided to go public with your relationship. He asked you to come to the fire house for dinner, but Maddie also asked you to come. You said yes to both invitations.

Deciding to look casual, but with a little bit of flare, you wear a leopard pint tube top and pair that with a leather skirt. You wear a pair of black heels to compliment the dark outfit. You wear the leather jacket Buck owns but let you borrow. Your hair goes up in a ponytail on top of your head and you do a natural makeup look, just covering some blemishes and pimples that dot your face. There’s a knock at your apartment door and you go to answer it.

On the other side of the door stands Buck. He’s in a white v-neck t-shirt and black jeans with sneakers. You notice he’s wearing the silver chain you got him for his birthday a few months ago. “I feel underdressed,” Buck admits, looking you up and down.

“Hush,” you tell him. “You look very handsome. That shirt hugs you in all the right places.” You didn’t lie. It shows off his muscles, and you love his muscles. Perks of dating a firefighter.

Buck laughs and you see his cheeks get a little red. “Ready to go?” he asks. “My car is waiting downstairs for us.”

You nod, grabbing your cellphone, wallet, and keys. You lock the door before taking Buck’s hand and taking the elevator down to the first floor.

In the car, you can’t help but notice how tense Buck is. You say, “It’s not like you’re introducing me to your sister for the first time. Or the 118, for that matter. Relax, Buck.”

He makes a turn and says, “I’m telling all my closest friends at the same time that I’m in a relationship, and that I’ve been in a relationship for almost nine months. I don’t know if they’re going to be thrilled or upset that I didn’t tell them. Especially Eddie and Maddie.”

“They already love me,” you say as Buck pulls into a parking spot near the 118. “I’m sure they’ll be happy for you since they are your closest friends, Buck.”

Both of you get out of the car and head into the fire house. Eddie and Christopher are the first ones to greet you and Buck. “Buck!” Christopher says. “Y/N! You came.”

Buck crouches down and gives Christopher a hug. “We wouldn’t miss Friendsgiving with you, Christopher.”

Eddie looks at you with raised eyebrows. His eyes ask the question that you’ve been avoiding for months. Are you and Buck together? Why did you show up together?

“Bobby made cake,” Christopher says before Eddie can get a word out. “He let me try the batter. It was good.”

Your boyfriend stands back up and says, “Well, I’ll have to take your word on it until I can try some.” Christopher laughs and walks off. Eddie shoots another look at you and Buck before following his son.

You look up at Buck and say, “Whenever you’re ready, Buckaroo.”

“Haha,” Buck says, faking a laugh.

Bobby yells, “Dinner is ready!” Everyone that was staggered around the house walks up the stairs to the table.

Maddie sits next to Chimney, Buck sits next to Maddie, and you sit next to Buck. May Grant sits next to you, Harry beside her, Athena beside him, and Bobby at the head of the table. Eddie and Christopher sit across from Athena and Harry. Hen, Karen, and Denny sit across from you, May, and Buck. Albert, Chimney’s brother, sits at the other end of the table across from Bobby.

Dinner starts quietly. Forks and knives clanging against the plates as everyone digs in. Then Eddie clears his throat and says, “So, Buck, how’s that woman that you’ve been seeing? Sad she couldn’t come to Friendsgiving with us.”

Maddie jumps into the conversation, saying, “Wait, my little brother is seeing someone? And I didn’t know about it?”

Buck looks panicked for a second before saying, “I have been seeing someone, and she’s okay, Eddie. Just busy today.”

Your best friend says, “I want to know more about this mystery woman you’ve been seeing, Evan. Tell us about her. When did you meet her?”

“I met her about a year ago,” Buck says. “Beginning of December, actually. I ran into her at the movie theater while she was about to see some movie for her birthday with her friends. Accidentally spilled her popcorn, so I brought her a new bag. She offered me a seat with her and her friends and it’s basically been me and her ever since.”

It takes everything in you not to look at Buck, pretending it’s none of your business. You dig into the stuffing.

Maddie says, “That’s cute. What’s her name?”

“I don’t think that we’re ready to, you know, come out as a couple yet,” Buck says. “She’s kind of shy.” That’s when you look at Buck, blinking at him. “Or maybe not?”

Your best friend laughs and says, “Well, Y/N has been telling me all about this guy she’s been dating for a few months. He sounds like he’s perfect for her, but she won’t tell me anything other than the fact that he’s a first responder and that she’s completely fallen for him.”

You choke on the water that you were sipping when Maddie was talking. You never told Buck that you’ve fallen in love with him. Neither of you have said the scary ‘L’ word to each other after almost nine months together.

Buck looks down at you and asks, “You said that?”

Hesitantly, you say, “I said that.”

A small smile lights up Buck’s face as he says, “Well, since we’re on this topic, I’d like to say that I’ve fallen for the woman I’ve been seeing recently. She’s like the perfect woman and she’s everything to me. I’ve been a pain in her ass recently but she means the world to me.”

You blink at Buck. He’s really confessing how he feels about you to everyone.

Chimney hops into the conversation and asks, “Then why is Y/N wearing your lucky leather jacket if you’ve fallen for a woman none of us have met?”

Both you and Buck look at each other before Buck says, “Because she’s my perfect woman.”

A smile paints your face and all movement stops at the table as Buck makes that five word announcement.

“You know, Buck,” you say. “You pick the weirdest times to make confessions.”

He shrugs and says, “I figured now was a good time to tell you how I felt about you since you already told my sister that you fell for me.”

Maddie’s jaw drops. “Hold up,” she says. “Hold the damn door. My brother and my best friend are dating? When did this happen and why?”

“I don’t think you wanna know why, Maddie,” Buck says. “As for when, almost nine months ago.”

Eddie says, “I didn’t think you’d wait forever to tell everyone. I figured it out four months ago when I saw Y/N’s clothes on Buck’s bedroom floor.”

Almost everyone at the table laughs and you say, “Yeah, that wasn’t my best moment.”

Maddie says, “You’ve been dating my brother for almost a year and that wasn’t your best moment? I mean, when were you going to tell me you’ve been seeing, and sleeping with, my brother? You’re my best friend, Y/N. Why would you hide something like this from me?”

Reality slaps you across the face and you say, “We didn’t think you’d approve, Maddie.”

“Nine months,” she mumbles to herself. “I mean, the way you’ve talked about him to me means he’s been treating you right. Buck somehow hasn’t managed to screw up your relationship with him yet so I guess I approve. It doesn’t mean I’m happy that you lied to me and kept this from me.”

Buck looks at his sister. “We never lied to you, Maddie,” he says. “We’ve just been withholding information.”

Eddie says, “Well, Buck’s definitely changed since he and Y/N started dating. As Buck’s best friend, I approve too.”

Most of the people at the table laugh and move on to the next conversation. You look up at your boyfriend and say, “That wasn’t the worst thing ever, was it?”

“Well, it could’ve been,” he sighs. “But I guess you’re right. We’ll celebrate later.” Buck sends you a little wink so you get the hint. Your cheeks heat up and your boyfriend presses a lingering kiss to your cheek.

[goodstories08]

Guardian

Nate Jacobs X Male Reader

Request: Yes @shamelessloverhairdopainter

Description: After coming out to your parents and friends you couldn’t help but express yourself. Most people you met were fine and accepted you. After meeting Nate your whole world lit up and he loved to spoil you. One thing you always wore were your pride bracelet and archillean pin (Men love Men), one day you regret wearing it.

!Short Story!

“Whooo goooo Nate!,” you yell from the sidelines, the stadium lights shined down on the field as you watched. Nate waved to you with a smile. You giggle a bit and sit back down. After the game you decided to get some popcorn and other snacks to bring home for yours and Nates date night. You smile to yourself and look up to the starry night sky.

As you were waiting for Nate you felt as if someone was watching you. You spun around but we’re dragged under the bleachers. “Hey fucking slut,” the tall guy in front of you said as a few guys behind him laughed historically like a pack of hyenas. “Whatcha wearing there,” one of them says while lifting your arm to reveal show your rainbow bracelet. “And why in fag shit is this,” an other guy says while pulling your archillean pin from your sweater, leaving a small tear in it. He threw it to the floor, you cringed at the sound of his foot crushing the silver pin.

“Hey stop it,” you whine before the guy pushed you to three floor. You hit the muddy dirt which coated your clothes. “Come on guys, we don’t got time for this shit,” the group walked away, leaving your to lay under the bleachers in tears. “Fuck! Y/n are you ok?!,” Nate came running toward you, as soon as his body collided with yours he held you tightly. “Who the fuck did this,” he picked up the bracelet and looked at the broken pieces of what used to be your pin. “Tell me I’ll fucking kill them,” Nate yells as he pulled you close to his chest. You shake your head in protest and wipe your tears on Nates shirt, “No, No it’s ok.” You sob while Nate’s grip tightens even more, “No Y/n. Your not ok tell me who did it.”

After crying into Nate’s chest for a few minutes he finally picked you up. He walked with you bridal style all the way to the car. He set you down in your feet and laid a kiss on your fore head. “Love you,” he mumbled, “Love you too.” He hugged you once more, when he pulled away he took the lower part of his shirt and wiped your tears. He looked down and closed three door. He walked to the other side and plopped down in the drivers seat.

The drive home was pretty quiet, aside from the music that played on the radio. You stare outside the window, looking down cause you felt Nate’s touch. His hand made its way to your thigh, he pulled your hand on top of his, he lifted both your guys hands to lay a kiss on yours. “Thanks baby,” you whisper while stealing a quick kiss.

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You wake up to the rays of morning sun shining through your window. You lift the covers and stumble out of bed, noticing that you were wearing Nate’s jersey confused you. The last thing you remembered was the car ride back, so you figured Nate must have changed you. Which made you blush a bit.

You slowly walk downstairs to find Nate making pancakes, while shirtless. “Hey,” you groan while whipping your eyes, Nate smiled and flipped the pancakes before sliding them onto a plate. “I got you something,” he mumbled while reaching into a white plastic bag to pull out a box. “Here,” you stare at the box in your hands, Nate pulls your head up and sealed your lips together. “Hope you like it.”

You open the box and lift the pin, It was a gold Archillean pin. “No way is it…,” Nate smiled and continued your sentence, “Real gold, yea.” You jumped up onto Nate and wrapped your arms around his neck. “I love you so much, but you didn’t have to do this,” He giggled and grabbed your but to lift you up. He held you and whispered int you ear, “It’s the least I could do for you my little angel.”

[messers-moony]

Babies | J.P

Paring: James Potter X Wife!Reader

Summary: James really doesn’t want his babies to leave.

“Leia! Harry! Come on!”

Two heavy steps of footsteps thundered down the steps and leaving a set of twins in front of their mother. Their beautiful crooked smiles and gleaming bright eyes. They were so perfect, beautiful, gorgeous, hearts of gold, the both of them. 

Y/n knelt to their level, cupping Leia’s cheeks, “Merlin, you both look like your father.”

“You say that all the time.” They groaned, and she just smiled, “Because I love you and your father very much.”

Harry looked crestfallen, “Where is dad?”

“I’m sure he’ll be here soon.”

“But he’s gonna miss on going on the train!”

Y/n smiled gently and pushed his hair away from his forehead, “James wouldn’t miss this for the world.”

“Now, what house do you think you’ll be in?”

Leia smiled, “Hufflepuff!”

“And you, Harry?”

“I dunno.” Harry looked down at his feet, “I don’t wanna be in Slytherin, though.”

“Why, honey?” Y/n asked looking at her nervous son. 

“Dad always says they’re evil.” 

She scoffed and cupped his cheeks, “You, my love, are not evil even if you get in Slytherin, and they aren’t evil. Your father is an idiot.”

Both children chuckled, “He really is. Every house is amazing in its own way. Slytherins are ambitious and resourceful. Those are two beneficial skills. Gryffindors have chivalry and are super courageous. Hufflepuff’s are loyal and patient. Ravenclaws are creative and imaginative.” 

“You two are my children no matter what, okay? Even if you get in Slytherin.”

Leia and Harry hugged her tightly. It hurt that Harry felt prejudiced towards the Slytherin house just because of James’ history with them. In a way, she hoped that one of them did get into Slytherin. Slytherins were clever and witty. Y/n didn’t want to let her children go though, all she wanted to do was snuggle them like newborns again. 

Harry and Leia both had their things packed as they made their way to King’s Cross for their first year at Hogwarts. When they had gotten to the platform, James still hadn’t shown up, and it was dampening the kids’ moods. Especially Harry, who was definitely a daddy’s boy. It was just nearing eleven when an out of breath, James arrived with flowers in his hand and a gorgeous white owl. 

“I’m- I’m sorry I’m late.” He huffed, “But I had to get you these things for you.”

James smiled sheepishly, handing the flowers to Leia and the owl to Harry, “I'm sorry I got here a little late.”

Leia smiled and hugged him tightly, Harry doing the same. James had tears in his eyes. He really didn’t want to let them go. It seemed like just yesterday that Harry was crying in his crib because he wanted to be held, and Y/n was too tired to leave bed to take care of him. 

The wails were deafening. They were only a month old, but they were such a handful. It was late at night, and Y/n had finally fallen asleep after taking care of Leia. James struggled to stay awake, but he had to do it. Y/n was constantly tossing and turning, trying to ignore it, hoping that James would take care of it. 

Gently James kissed her forehead, “Get some sleep, love. I’ll take care of him.”

“Thank you.” It was murmured and barely heard, but he smiled gently. 

James turned over and placed his glasses on the bridge of his nose. He moved the comforter off him before leaving the room quietly. Inside the nursery, Harry was wailing loudly, and it made James’ head pound. Regardless, James picked Harry up, placing his head on his shoulder. He sat on the rocking chair in the nursery, holding his son close to him. 

“You’re okay, bud.” James cooed, “C’mom, it’s okay. You have to be quiet for momma. She’s trying so hard to sleep, ya know?”

“Momma loves you, baby, but she also needs sleep. She spends all her time with you little rascals because I’m at work.” Harry’s cries calmed slightly by hearing James’ voice, “I love you, you know? You’re gonna end up just like me, I can tell already. You’re our little trouble maker, aren’t you?”

He smiled, “Yeah? You gonna find yourself a Padfoot and a Moony to fool around with? Make dad proud?”

James nuzzled his nose with Harry’s, “I love you, baby. Love you so much.”

Harry was finally quiet after calming from his father's voice. James held Harry securely as they both ended up falling asleep together. Leia was always calm and slept through most nights, but Harry always had difficulty. Y/n could remember seeing them together the following day, knowing she’d have two idiots to look after.

“Bye Harry! Bye Leia! We love you!”

“We love you too, mum and dad!”

James had tears streaking his cheeks, silver trails along the flushed skin as the train departed. Y/n smiled and kissed his cheek. She stood in front of him, wiping away the ghost trails of tears. James smiled sweetly at her. 

“You think he’ll cause mischief like me?”

Y/n snorted, “I know he will.”

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Our little love - mafia/soft Yandere au OT7 Drabble

So I might’ve started this with a little angst and really soft hints of yandere behaviour however I think I might do a part two for this with a little bit more yandere and jealousy vibes (I got ideas okay, just needed a starting point)

“Tell me why I shouldn’t put a bullet in your head little love?” Even with the gun pressed firmly against your head, the cold of the barrel threatening to do as he said, you know Yoongi won’t do it, even if you deserved it.

All seven of them stand around you, no matter which way you face you’re met with the disappointment and the consequence of your betrayal in their eyes, but you refuse to look down in shame, you deserved to feel the guilt that pumped in your veins.

“He asked you a question Y/n,” Jin doesn’t have the smile he reserves for you on his face, all their demenor’s are cold, and you are the reason why.

“You love me,” you whisper, looking Yoongi dead in the face with no fear.

“I thought you loved us too,” Namjoon steps forward, breaking the circle around you, coming close to stand next to Yoongi. He has his hands in the pockets of his black blazer, silver hair pushed back.

“Was it all a lie?” if a voice could break you it would always be Jungkook’s, he was the one it took the longest to become close to, and when you had you could see the softness in his eyes despite his career. Of course he would sound the most hurt, he trusted you the most.

Yoongi, with his unfaltering gun, was the other member of their team that took you almost as long as Jungkook to get close to. While Jungkook was just shy, Yoongi didn’t trust anyone, he pushed people away, hurt them to keep them far, you learnt that the hard way. While his eyes looked like they held no emotion in this moment, you knew better, he had shown you his soul, you could see behind the barrier of his expression.

You took his wrist into your hand and pressed the gun harder against you.

“You should shoot me,” it would be better to be dead than live without them, they would never forgive you for what you’d done. The betrayal cut too deep, these wounds wouldn’t heal.

Yoongi scoffs, but you don’t let his wrist go.

“I told you all she shouldn’t be trusted,” he says to the others. “Why would a girl like her fall for men like us?”

You can feel the pain in his words, because above all else, no matter what he says, Yoongi just wants to be loved. They all do, that’s why it was almost too easy.

“Well now we know, don’t we babe?”

“That wasn’t my intention,” you swallow the sob that threatens to rise in your throat, you hate seeing him like this, you hate that you’re the reason why they’re hurt. Every time they came home with a bullet, or a cut or wound, it would kill you inside and you realised then you were compromised.

“No your intention was to infiltrate our defenses and rat us out,” Jimin’s the one to chime in, standing next to Tae who looks at you like you’re dead to him.

“Detective L/n, did you really think we’d never find out?”

You look to your side to make sure Jimin could see the honesty in your eyes.

“It wasn’t my intention to fall for you,” you sound like you’re choking with the way you’re holding back tears, but you don’t want to cry in front of them, it would feel like giving up.

You were assigned to go undercover to infiltrate the uprising gang called BTS, they climbed the heirarchy of organised crime too quickly, too dangerously, something had to be done. You went in with every intention set to take them down until you got to know them, love them, and you knew then you couldn’t do your job. The internal battle to do what was right but felt wrong and what was wrong but felt so right was causing all your morals to be questioned.

Tae scoffs at you now, not believing a word from your mouth.

“I don’t think we should kill her Hyung,” he says to Yoongi, “she needs to feel her betrayal, it would be too easy to escape us with death.”

Namjoon hums in agreement. The cold of the gun leaves your skin and you almost feel unsteady without it. Yoongi doesn’t look at you anymore now that it’s not there, instead he takes your wrist as you previously had, and they walk you to the car. You don’t fight, or talk, or argue, or ask what they wanted to do to you.

The boys had trusted you infinitely, while others had agendas and seeked their downfall they knew you were the only one that wouldn’t betray them, how wrong they were. For your safety they kept an eye on you, when you went out one of them would follow to ensure their little love didnt get into trouble or worse, get hurt. Imagine their surprise when you walked into the police station.

You didn’t tell them you went in to hand in your notice, unable to continue with this lie, it didn’t matter, the damage was done, anything you said would be meaningless.

Your sat inbetween Jungkook and Hoseok, who still hadn’t uttered a word to you, but you could see him restraining his hurt and anger. Jin was in the drivers seat with Yoongi beside him. The others must’ve taken the other car, you don’t really acknowledge it you’re too deep in your own thoughts.

You don’t come up for air until you feel a hand soft on yours in your lap, Jungkook doesn’t look at you, just at how he’s stroking the back of your hand with his thumb comfortingly. You don’t mean for your heart to swell in your chest, pushing the tears up and out.

Jin and Yoongi don’t miss the way your bottom lip trembles in the rear view mirror, the small sniffles or the tears glistening down your face that you wipe away quickly with your other hand. Hobi puts his arm around you, still looking out the window as if you’re not there, but his actions show what they all know in their hearts; they still loved you.

“Why are you crying baby girl you’re not the one with the knife in your back,” Hobi mumbles. They think you’re scared of what they’re going to do with you now they know, but that couldn’t be further from your mind. They want to reassure you, but the words are stuck in their throats.

“You need to be punished darling, otherwise you won’t learn,” Jin can see you nodding to his words in the mirror in acceptance.

“I know.”

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You expected them to put you in the cellar where they tortured their enemies, you don’t even realise you’re in the living room until you’re placed on the couch. You don’t look up until Namjoon is standing in front of you.

He traces his finger from the edge of your jaw to your chin, your eyes big on him from his soft touch. The calm should scare you, but the only anxiety you have is over whether you should hope for another chance or whether they’ll throw you onto the street when they’re done.

When a tear hits Namjoon’s hands he frowns, they didn’t expect this from you when they confronted you with what they uncovered. They expected you to reveal another face, the true colours beneath the girl they all fell hard for, kick and scream and throw insults their way over the life they had, how awful they were, how they didn’t deserve to be loved. But you kept quiet, eerily quiet, and they didn’t know what to think anymore.

Letting you leave was out of the question, whether you wanted to stay or not. Not because they were concerned that you had seen too much, they didn’t care, they couldn’t imagine their lives without you anymore. The trust might’ve faded, but their love for you was real. Yoongi might’ve created a farce with the gun to your head but it was done to see your reaction, the truth behind the last 6 months of your relationship.

They expected you to beg for your life like every other person at their mercy, but you always defied their expectations.

“You’re so quiet my love,” Namjoon says to you. “Nothing you want to say to defend yourself?”

You shake your head, no there was nothing you want to say or explain.

“Then you take your punishment without complaint?”

You nod without hesitation.

Namjoon releases a deep breath, building the nerve to do what they knew would reveal whether your feelings for then were real or a lie you fabricated for your job. But he wasn’t one to easily be vulnerable, especially not after the blow that they faced today.

Jimin can sense it, the words on their leader’s lip, and he decides to take over. Namjoon steps aside as Jimin kneels on the floor in front of you. He takes your hands that are fidgeting on your lap and place them by your side on the seat, resting the weight of his head there instead.

He hugs your lap with so much love you can’t mistake it for an illusion, he rubs his head into you as much as he can.

“Stay with us,” if his actions weren’t a shock to your system enough, his words pushed you over the edge. You look into each of their eyes and the vulnerability you had learned to recognise was there begging you to want to stay.

“But I...” you don’t know what you want to say, the beating of your own heart was overwhelming in your chest. “I- I hurt you all so much.”

Yoongi hums in agreement, stepping forward to stroke your hair back, the hurt was still there they couldn’t lie to you, but losing you would be worse.

“Do you love us?” Jungkook asks taking a seat beside you, Taehyung sits by your other side. Jimin rubs little circles into your thigh while they wait for your answer.

“So much,” you confess. “I couldn’t do it, I- I”

Your words break off in a sob, as Tae takes your hand in his and presses a kiss to the back of it, a weight lifted off his chest. Jungkook pulls you into him, arms wraps around you as you let out your cries and the man in your lap places little kisses on the expanse of your thighs. You feel overwhelmed with the love theyre displaying when you were expecting their hate.

“But I dont understand,” you cry, “why aren’t you all angry, why aren’t you yelling at me?”

“We love you too,” Jin smiles the way he only reserves for you, and you feel thankful for it.

“It doesn’t matter how you got to us dove,” Hobi comes to kneel beside Jimin, wanting to be close to you too. “If it weren’t for your job you wouldn’t have met us.”

“I don’t know about that Hobi,” Namjoon chuckles. “You were meant for us my love, we would have found you one way or another.”

“We forgive you,” Jungkook kisses your hair. “Just don’t leave us.”

“We wouldn’t let you go even if you tried,” Tae voice rumbles in, leaning his face against your neck while the youngest holds you, still latched to your hand.

“You’re ours,” Jimin’s muffled voice comes from your lap, he’s pressed his face into you.

They would never let you go, and you don’t want them to. You thought all they wanted was love, but now you think you’ve reflected your own desire into them, they just wanted you.

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She's my mom, now?

Lilia x Female Reader

Notes: Lilia and Y/N have dinner together until something interrupt them.

Word Count: 2.1k

Warning: slightly angst, coughing, choking

Re-uploading my stories is prohibited.

Sounds of footsteps in the hall of Diasomnia then got softly quiet as soon they reach the destination. "Lilia, I know you there," Y/N says as she smiles, waiting for Lilia to appear himself. Y/N hears chuckles, then Lilia appears in front of her, "Ah Good Evening, my dear." he gives a kiss on Y/N's cheeks.

Y/N giggles and she hugs him, "Lilia!! I miss you so much!" Lilia hugs back in return, " I miss you too, my dear." then Y/N softly breaks the hug, "What should we do together, Lilia." as she looks at his gorgeous crimson eyes. Lilia thought for a minute then a pop idea came out to his mind, "How about we enjoy ourselves on a nice romantic dinner evening just two of us, then we can move on to something else whatever you like, my dear?" he explained. Y/N looks at him admirably, "Aww that's very sweet of you, Lilia!" a faint blush appears on Y/N's face.

"Shall we, start walking to our destination?" Lilia asks as he looks at Y/N waiting for her to reply, "Yes! Let's go" after that Lilia and Y/N went to the lounge and soon they go in there, Lilia uses his magic pen and uses a spell to appear already food and set off the table also chairs of two. " Lilia, Don't you have a duty to do like guarding Malleus today or something." Y/N looks at Lilia while he looks at her smiling warmly. "Yes, but I have gotten permission from the Lord himself that I could have a day to spend time with you, only for one day, also Silver and Sebek are guarding Malleus right now, so everything is alright, my love." as he hugs Y/N gently.

Y/N's eyes winded slightly for a bit, then soften, 'He did that all for me, he's a gentleman...' she smiled, and she never knew that he would do this only just for her. The two of them went to the table, Lilia pull the chair to Y/N to sit down and he went to the other side and sit down too. Y/N looks around, and everything kinda looks gloomy dark since she and Lilia only have a single candle on the table—that looks like a simple romantic dinner.

Lilia grabs a bottle of tomato juice from a side of him to serve himself on a wine cup, then he serves Y/N—a non-alcoholic wine on her cup, "Thank you, Lilia!" Y/N warmly smiles at Lilia, "Anytime, my dear." he smiles back. Then both of them begin to eat, and the food looks really good—and the food is steak with brussels sprouts salad. Y/N can feel the delicious and rich flavor on her mouth, "Lilia..this is so good, did you make this??" she questions Lilia—while he looks away slightly with a sweatdrop, "Yeah...hahaha" Lilia nervously laugh, 'I'm gonna thank Silver for after this..' he second thought about it. Lilia took a bite of the meat and drank his tomato juice.

'I wish...I could just be together with him like this, all the time.' Y/N dreamily thought about it, she looks at him, while him eating his dinner, "It's a beautiful evening today, Lilia." Y/N broke the silence between her and him. The beautiful red roses adorn the table and one the vase in the middle of Lilia and Y/N, while they eating. Everything is perfect, and this is like dream come true. Lilia looks at her and smiles, "Fufufu, yes, indeed it is, my dear."

All of the sudden, a couple slightly loud scream is heard and interrupted their dinner, "W-Who's screaming?" Y/N asks curiously as she looks at Lilia—while looking around then looking back at Y/N as she goes back to eating, " I don't know, but it sounds like-" the sound of the harshly open doors interrupted Lilia— and Y/N nearly chock her food, as she tries to breathe.

With the sudden burst of the door, Silver, and Sebek arguing about something—while Malleus followed behind them, then Lilia got up from his seat and went to Y/N helping her to breathe. "Sebek, I told you not to scream to other students, while we guarding Malleus outside of the school, they might think we are suspicious or something." Silver glare at Sebek as he crosses his arms. Sebek looks at Silver with disbelief, "But what happens if that person tries to harm Lord Malleus!! The Lord himself is most important when it comes to his safety security!" Sebek explained. "That student said they were lost from their group of friends, then you yelled at them, Sebek." Silver glanced at Sebek seriously at him, before Sebek was about to say something, Lilia interrupted him, "Boys, why you two are here, I thought you all went for a walk or at least guard Malleus while he went for walk?' as he slightly angry stare at two boys, who were arguing earlier, "And look you made Y/N almost choke with her food, she could nearly die of that, and I don't want to happen to her." while helping Y/N patting her back.

Silver and Sebek look at Lilia, how he carefully and gently helps Y/N manage to catch some breath slowly, and Lilia quickly runs to the next room—then brings a glass of water for Y/N. Silver notices how his father is very gently around Y/N and he helps her to breathe, and he's wondering if his father likes her, then he looks around and sees a decorative table with unfinished food on the table. Wait...is his father having dinner with Y/N? Does his father love Y/N or vice versa? If they are in love with each other, this means Y/N is his mom too?

Y/N coughed a little bit, then finished her glass of water—and Lilia grab the cup from Y/N's hands and put the cup on the table, and carry her walk toward his bedroom. As soon he reaches his room—he puts Y/N on his bed. Y/N looks at Lilia with a soft smile on her face, "Lilia..." she weakly whispers to him, Lilia looks at Y/N as he cares her cheek with lovely and intertwines his hand with hers, "Yes, dear? what's wrong? Are you feeling alright?" he worryingly looks at her, Y/N admiringly gaze at Lila, "I am feeling alright, Lilia. My chest still hurts but not that strong, just normal pain. Don't worry too much, Lilia, I am really okay" as she places a hand on Lilia's cheek, while a single tear fall on his face.

Lilia knows that humans don't have eternal life, they all have short spawns of life, and all of them die from age, disease, drowning, pretty much anything. At first, Lilia didn't want to get pretty much attached to humans, but he can't help but feel the love inside of him. The moment when he saw Y/N for the first time was when she was new to NRC. He never knew that he would fall for her, and now nobody knows about their relationship.

"I'm gonna clean up the mess from our date, dear. You stay here and rest I would take the rest." Lilia one last time kiss Y/N's cheek while tucking the blanket to Y/N then he lit up a candle and lay it on the self, then he walked toward the door and left. 'Lilia.. you are such a lovely boyfriend, I am really grateful to have you to care for me...' after that Y/N fell asleep. Lilia shut the door behind him, he felt water on his face—he swipe watery on his face and it was small droplets of tears, it was very rare for him to cry. Probably, he knows he needs to care for Y/N as much as he can since she's a human and many fear or possible danger can happen to her, and that would be an eternal nightmare for him. He won't let a single danger happen to her nor anyone he loves dearly.

As soon, as Lilia came back from his room, he sees Silver and Sebek talking whispery, shortly the boys see Lilia coming back—both stood up from their seats, and Silver spoke, "Father, is everything alright, you look kinda worried?" Lilia snaps out of his mind and glances at Silver, "I'm alright, Silver. No need to worry about me." he avoids the question, but Silver knows his father very well, he can tell when he's feeling unhappy. He doesn't want to see his father like that, so he went up to him and embrace him, "Father, you can tell me, what's wrong?" Lilia looks up at Silver worry on his face, "It's about Y/N...I-I don't lose her, Silver, just like I don't want to lose you as my son" he hugs Silver not too tight.

Ah, Silver was right then, his father does love her very much—kinda weird that his father never told him about this, maybe it was a surprise or a secret? He should ask his father about this. Silver slightly breaks the hug, and looks at his father, "Father, do you..love Y/N?" Lilia nearly chokes and nervously laughs, "I-I uh.. yeah.." a blush appears on his face, "How do you know that Silver?" he curiously asked. "Well, is it just I always see you and Y/N so close, when we're having lunch together and you always make Y/N laugh and you even kissed her cheeks and I was like 'Maybe they're just close friends, there's no way my father loves her' but maybe I was wrong." Silver explained, "Also, Malleus also said he notices too, that you have been hanging out with her lately." he also added.

Lilia blushes so hard, "Haha, well yes, son. I do love her very much. Maybe one day you would fall in love too. A special someone will come into your life, and everything will change." It was Silver turn to blush, "Old man, why do you care about my personal love life experience, you are embarrassing me already..." he looks away feeling embarrassed. Lilia chuckles, "Fufu, my son, one day you will.." as he stroke Silver's hair. As Sebek has been quiet the whole time and sees the scene of a Father-Son bond moment in front of him—he gets up and walks toward Lilia, "Lilia-sama, I am very sorry for ruing your dinner with Y/N, I hope you forgive me!" Sebek apologized. Lilia turns to see Sebek, "Is alright, Sebek. Everything is alright. And yes I forgive you, but don't do that ever again, alright.' Lilia says with a seriousness in his voice, "Yes, Lilia-sama!! Never again will never do that!!" Sebek quickly responded.

"Ah yes, where's Malleus?" Lilia questions as he waits on of the boys to answer, "He's gone already in his chamber." Silver replies while he looks at his father, "Old man. if you are in a relationship with Y/N, that means...she's my mom?" Lilia blushes again, "I-I think so, you want her to be that." as he stutters a bit, " But it's up to you, son, if you want to call her that, I don't mind that and I think Y/N would not mind that." Lilia says as he smiles at Silver. "Alright, father. I will go now, and it's getting late, I need to get up early for school before I sleep late." Silver walks away from the lounge—and walks toward the direction of his chamber, 'Y/N is my mom...she's my mom, now, it'll take some time for me to get used to it, but I'm glad to have a mother figure since Y/N is pretty nice to everyone in the school.' he smiles to himself.

As Lilia was about clean the table, Sebek stops him and say, "Lilia-sama, let me help you with this. As my fault, I will clean the mess, so you can be with Y/N." as he already cleaning the mess, then Lilia looks at him and smile a little bit, "Alright then, Sebek. I guess I would off of the night, thank you take care of this mess, well then, good night." And with that, Lilia goes towards his bedroom—where's Y/N at, 'Y/N...my dear. I will make sure—that us for sure we will be together, and I will be loving you until the end of time...'